Rantabang
01-29-15, 10:15 PM
Name: Rantagnol
Nickname: Shon
Age: ~24
Race: Human (Hales from god knows where)
Hair Color: Brown
Eye Color: Brown
Height: 6'9"
Weight: 180Lbs
Occupation (Optional): Baker/Farmer
Language: Common, and worm
Personality (Optional): He's a bit plain, although kind to everyone and not one to look for adventure.
Appearance: Tall, Dark toned skin, Mostly tan, medium length brown hair with sun bleached streaks. Smile lines on his face even though he's so young with a grin that'd make any baby stop crying, not to mention he's DAMN HANDSOME!
History: He doesn't really know where he's from but he does know that for the first 8 years of his life he was stranded in a the middle of a field that stretched miles in all directions with wild corn and wheat growing around him. Once he found civilization at the age of 9 he started as a begger until showing his talents for baking by sneaking into a bakery and making a tray of cupcakes for stealing a muffin, and continued doing so until being hired at the age of 11 and continued doing so until 19 where he bought a small farm and lives by himself.
Skills: He's a baker... and a farmer... nothing special here.
Abilities: He can bake a mean cake in less than a minute, enough to make the most gluttonous person full.
Equipment: An apron, with some mits, a backpack with few ingredients, and for a weapon, a baking pan.
Familiars (Optional):Worm, his name is Steve.
Nickname: Shon
Age: ~24
Race: Human (Hales from god knows where)
Hair Color: Brown
Eye Color: Brown
Height: 6'9"
Weight: 180Lbs
Occupation (Optional): Baker/Farmer
Language: Common, and worm
Personality (Optional): He's a bit plain, although kind to everyone and not one to look for adventure.
Appearance: Tall, Dark toned skin, Mostly tan, medium length brown hair with sun bleached streaks. Smile lines on his face even though he's so young with a grin that'd make any baby stop crying, not to mention he's DAMN HANDSOME!
History: He doesn't really know where he's from but he does know that for the first 8 years of his life he was stranded in a the middle of a field that stretched miles in all directions with wild corn and wheat growing around him. Once he found civilization at the age of 9 he started as a begger until showing his talents for baking by sneaking into a bakery and making a tray of cupcakes for stealing a muffin, and continued doing so until being hired at the age of 11 and continued doing so until 19 where he bought a small farm and lives by himself.
Skills: He's a baker... and a farmer... nothing special here.
Abilities: He can bake a mean cake in less than a minute, enough to make the most gluttonous person full.
Equipment: An apron, with some mits, a backpack with few ingredients, and for a weapon, a baking pan.
Familiars (Optional):Worm, his name is Steve.